12.28.01 :: 10:50 am
I am going to hide, now, because I don't want the one boss who's here to harass me. SHe is dancing on that last nerve. With tap shoes, I might add.
Going home at 1, to do laundry for sure, but not before the mom and I stroll into Saks and Bloomies ... Bridal Department.
To. Try. On. Dresses.
I am that much of a freak lately. But I've never tried on a wedding dress, and dude, DUDE, I'm gonna enjoy this in all its silliness.
Somewhere, in the office kitchen, there's a bagel screaming my name.